Precursors: Chasing Love

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Ahh..
The hot and salted taste of tears
adorn the corners of my mouth
invading my listless tongue

Bump..
The bruising heart
pounding
diffusing heated angst from
the center of my chest

Psst..
Angry swarming, buzzing
thoughts,
words, all jumbled screaming
over one another
competing to stingingly defy me the
best

Laaaaa Laaaa..
Covering my ears
I attempt to block out the stimuli
externally
telling me what a fool
I
AM
how my love is not
at its best

No...
the words slip between
lying lips
all my own
I vow to never
be solo
the demons of loneliness
i shall put to rest

How..
a silent question
unwaveringly
unanswered
at least until another chance
begins on tomorrow

Gag..
the vile vomit
of defeat I know
repeats itself
reveling in the warmth and darkness
at the back of my throat
sickness sickening myself
as behind I follow

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